Genie: Hmmm, maybe you, you could elope! No, you cantelope, [pulls a cantaloupe from nowhere] But oh Honeydew! [slaps fruit into view, it turns into a Cinderella carriage] I dunno if I should put it in Props or Produce! Please, don't squeeze the tyres, they're not quite ripe!

Razoul: It is tragic, Your Highness, but it appears Aladdin has followed in his father's footsteps.

Genie in Lawyer-form: I object, your honor! (turns Razoul into a bailiff and the Sultan into a judge) I object to that outrageous statement. And I object to a tertiary character having any lines in my courtroom. (Hands him a suitcase and blasts him out of sight) Take this to a higher court, my good man!